Carson stood straight, looking at Jonathan and Antoni with a faint smile. "I'm a member of Ken's family," he said, his tone calm despite the anger and hatred in his voice.Jonathan frowned, his eyes wide, while Antoni gaped, his mouth slightly open. Their disbelief was apparent, as if the world had suddenly stopped. It turned out that Carson was a member of Ken's family—the family that had been destroyed. "How can you stay alive? Even though I'm sure that Ken's family has all been killed except for a few sycophants who are quite profitable for us," asked Jonathan, his voice shaking.Carson looked very angry and upset at Jonathan and Antoni. Now, they both understood why Carson could be like this to them. It turned out that he was part of Ken's broken family. Ken was a respected name, but that was in the past. Now, the family was gone, and not even many people recognized the family.It was deliberately destroyed by some prominent families who didn't like them."Tell me. Who destroyed
Elsewhere, Carson stood with mixed feelings. He was full of joy and sadness. In front of him, the building that was once his home was now only rubble, with crumbling walls, destroyed roofs, and memories that were also immersed in the rubble.he stared at the ruins with a heavy heart. The beautiful memories of his childhood were vivid: the joyful laughter of playing in the courtyard, the tantalizing aroma of her mother's cooking, and the loving voice of her father. Now, all that was gone, replaced by silence and sadness.A sense of loss enveloped Carson, tightening his chest. Each piece of debris seemed to represent a shattered hope, a vanished dream. He remembered how this house had been a refuge where Ken's family stood firm. Now, there was only emptiness haunting him.With one step forward, Carson reached out as if to touch the remnants of memories. Tears welled up in his eyes, but he refrained from crying. "I will restore the honor of this family," he whispered, determined to use t
On the deck of the gleaming yacht, a joyful atmosphere prevailed. Soft waves lapped against the hull while festive decorations glittered in the sunlight. A group of people gathered in a corner, laughter and conversation flowing freely."Everything is almost done. We just need to get a few more things ready, and the party can get underway," said one of them, a broad smile gracing his face."Good. This is how it should be. We paid a lot of experts to prepare all this. If they can't do it quickly, then they should be punished," said another, frowning as he recalled old memories.The others nodded. "That's right. We pay dearly if we finish quickly. That's unforgivable," said a third person, his eyes sparkling excitedly. The atmosphere came alive, and everyone prepared to celebrate an unforgettable moment.The next day, the sun rose brightly, casting golden rays over the ocean. The deck of the ship was transformed into a grand stage, decorated with colorful balloons and fresh flowers. Soft
The voice resonated strongly. Full of intimidation, some people even got goosebumps. Alberto, the head of Alberto's family, also gulped at the voice, but as the head of the family, he must not show it. He had to look calm and confident."Are you ready? Come out, show yourself," he pleaded, his voice trembling between confidence and high courage.There was no answer. That gave the old man confidence. He thought that the voice was just a threat from a strongman. He smiled broadly, filled with a deep sense of confidence. He even dared to threaten whoever the voice was."If you don't show up, there will be consequences for you! You won't be able to leave here!" he declared, his voice growing louder though doubts were creeping inwardly. Around him, the other family members looked at each other, feeling the tension building up, creating an almost tangible aura of intimidation.The wind suddenly picked up as the tension intensified, bringing a bone-chilling chill. From the darkness, a tall,
The party held by Alberto's family fell apart, leaving a trail of fear and confusion in the guests' hearts. The head of Alberto's family is now lying in hospital due to a minor heart attack he suffered as the situation became increasingly uncontrollable.Intensive care became an urgent necessity to save him from a more severe threat. The incident tarnished the reputation of the once-respected Alberto family, who were now seen as failed hosts for being unable to protect their guests. Amid the chaos, the lights suddenly went out, and panic ensued. Some tried to escape by jumping into the sea, but they survived. However, several were hospitalized due to injuries from the accident.This event became the talk of the four other prominent families. They were gathered at a restaurant to discuss their ongoing business matters. After serious discussions, they began to eat and talk about different things, including the Alberto family party incident. William, the head of the family, sat calmly a
The man explained the possibility that the person terrorizing the Alberto family was someone from the military. It was something that the four great families couldn’t fight against. He also mentioned that the person might not be an ordinary soldier—perhaps a high-ranking officer, given the boldness of coming alone. Of course, the four families panicked when they heard this explanation. They looked at the man with hopeful eyes, waiting for his response. After listening to his words, one sighed, "But how can we fight them?" The man nodded, understanding their concern. "Don't worry. I will help you. I have many connections in the military, and my rank is high. Rest assured, gentlemen, because I can get the support we need to defeat that man," he said, his voice firm and reassuring. The faces of the four great families gradually shifted, and relieved smiles began to appear. Hope replaced anxiety. They whispered among themselves, planning the following steps as if a heavy burden ha
Elsewhere, Carson sat on the floor with Charlotte. They played a puzzle game together, and the atmosphere was warm and happy. Charlotte giggled every time she fit a piece, her eyes excitedly shining. Carson looked at Charlotte with pride.“Daddy, look! It’s almost finished,” she exclaimed, showing off the piece she had just placed.Carson smiled, feeling proud of his daughter’s joy. He responded with a warm hug, encouraging her. But Charlotte quickly pushed his body away, squinting her eyes.“Too tight. Daddy, you’re making it hard for me to breathe,” she complained.Carson laughed, gently patting Charlotte’s head with his right hand. He seemed very pleased with how the day had gone. Charlotte paused for a moment and then joined in the laughter. Not long after, Alison appeared from the kitchen, carrying a tray of food. The mouth-watering aroma filled the room, adding to the cozy atmosphere.“Who’s hungry?” she asked with a broad smile, her eyes gleaming at the sight of Carson and Char
The man demanded compensation. Alison glanced at the car before her, noticing it wasn't damaged. If there had been any impact, it would have hit Charlotte. This realization made Alison glare at the man in front of her with a cold expression, frowning. She wanted to say something, but Charlotte beat her to it.Charlotte stared at the man with fiery eyes, remembering all the cruelty she had just witnessed. "I didn’t damage your car, Uncle! Are you blind?" Her voice rose, reflecting the bubbling anger inside her.Alison raised her eyebrows, trying to catch her breath. She wanted to step forward but hesitated. The man, raising his hand, blinked at Charlotte. "You little brat don’t know any rules. Pay up, or I’ll call the police to arrest you. You rude little child."Charlotte bit her lip, struggling to hold back tears as she looked at the trembling cat in her hands. "This cat is more important than your car. You almost ran it over. You should be the one compensating."Alison’s cold gaze s
Just as Carson was about to start gathering with his family, he received a call from Darwis. He walked out again. I also got the news that everything was fine. All locations had been checked once again and were completely safe. That made him relieved."Thank you. You'v worked very hard," Carson said to Darwis on his cell phone."You too. Without you, we wouldn't have been able to get all this done. As always, you're amazing, we really depend on you," Darwis said. Carson nodded. "That's how teamwork works. We have to complement each other," he said."Right." A few seconds of silence. Darwis took a breath and exhaled. "Happy New Year, General," he said. Carson smiled. "Happy new year."Carson spent New Year's Eve at home with his little family. He felt warm because it was full of joy. In the living room, twinkling lights adorned the Christmas tree that still stood majestically in the corner, even though the new year was almost here. By the way, now, the curtains were open, reveal
Carson was silent for a moment after hearing the news from Darwis. Shock and anxiety were clearly visible on his face. "The elite neighborhood? Where is my family?" his voice was full of confusion, and anxiety immediately spread to him. He looked at his subordinates with questioning eyes. Carson even swallowed. "We have to leave immediately. We have no more time. Let's go," he ordered firmly, without hesitation.His troops looked at each other. Still confused by what had happened, their brains were not working properly because today, too many things had happened. They worked so hard that their bodies and minds were exhausted.Carson, who saw that, patted their shoulders one by one. "Come on, let's go. We have to stop the bomb or there will be more casualties," he said.His troops nodded with a slightly blank stare. But they kept walking and, after a few seconds, finally understood what was happening.His troops quickly launched a focused search operation, dividing into groups to explo
Inside the room that was once dominated by the criminals, the atmosphere was now different. Carson stood upright in front of a large desk, where maps and important information were scattered. Around him, his subordinates, including his loyal men, stood with thoughtful expressions. They had just conquered the enemy base, and although the atmosphere was a little calmer, a feeling of anxiety and vigilance still coursed through them."Tonight is New Year's Eve, finally," said one of the soldiers with a relieved smile. "After everything that happened, it feels like we've accomplished everything. We can rest now.""Right," added another. "They've been defeated, we've won. It's over. Everything is calmer."Carson looked at them all with a serious gaze, but no smile appeared on his face. When he finally opened his mouth, his voice sounded calm yet full of a deep burden. All gazes were fixed on Carson."It's not over yet," Carson said, furrowing his brow.Everyone fell silent at those words. T
Behind the dark screen, the criminals sat with evil smiles etched on their faces. They felt no anxiety or fear of the consequences of what they were doing. Instead, they celebrated the chaos they had created as if this was a game they were enjoying. In a cramped room filled with computer screens and communication devices, one of them stood confidently, looking at his colleagues, who were laughing uproariously.They were a bunch of crazy people who loved chaos. They were doing all this for fun, especially since Carson had captured their leader. No one could restrain them, which made them even crazier and freer."You see," the man said in a low voice, full of confidence, "no matter how hard they try, they'll never be fast enough to stop us. No matter how many they send, we're already ahead of the game. They will only play in the game we make."Across the table, his partner nodded with a wide smile, his eyes twinkling. "This is very fun indeed. If they die, we'll bring more dead with us.
The atmosphere in the town of Springvale was tense, but as time passed, most citizens still went about their routines with little knowledge of what was really going on behind the scenes. They were deliberately not allowed to know what was happening.A few residents gathered in a café not far from the city center, enjoying a cup of morning coffee. Some glanced outside, noting the number of military vehicles and troops that seemed to be getting ready. A large truck full of equipment was also seen stopped in front of the government building. Although most of them didn't know exactly what was going on, the rumbling sound was quite obvious and made them wonder."Look at that. It looks like something big is happening," said one resident, a man in his 40s sitting by the window. He observed the soldiers passing by in full uniform, his hand holding a coffee cup. Do you think this has something to do with New Year's Eve preparations?"A young woman sitting at the table next to him looked out wi
Arriving at the car, he threw his luggage into the side seat roughly, then started the engine with a shudder. When he stepped on the gas pedal, the roaring sound of the engine seemed to represent the anger that was welling up inside him. On the way to his house, his head continued to be filled with images of the fallen victims, the faces he could not save.On the way, Carson grabbed his cell phone and dialed Darwis' contact number. A long ringing sound was heard before Darwis finally picked it up."Darwis," Carson's voice sounded hoarse, trying to hold back his emotions. "This isn't the end for us. I promise I'll handle this better."Darwis was silent for a few seconds. He sensed Carson's disappointment. "I understand, General. We won't let our guard down again either. Forgive us for being negligent." He felt disappointed in himself. "If only we had moved quickly, maybe the bomb wouldn't have exploded, and there wouldn't have been any casualties. All of this is my fault.""You can't b
Cason sat in his chair, his eyes not leaving the large screen in front of him. Although the atmosphere in the headquarters was getting tense, he felt that something was making him more anxious than ever. Slowly, he pulled out his cell phone from his pants pocket, staring at the name on the screen, Alison. He was worried about his wife's state.He took a deep breath before pressing the call button as if gathering the strength to hear the voice he had missed for so long because he was busy with this stressful situation. The phone rang for a few seconds, and finally, Alison's soft voice was heard on the other end."Hello, darling," Alison's soothing voice seemed to sweep away some of his worries.Carson sat up and leaned his back against the chair, trying to calm himself down. "Hello, sweetheart. Are you all right?" Carson said, his voice soft despite the anxiety in his heart."I'm fine." Alison was a little shocked that Carson would ask such a question just now. "Are you okay? If there'
After securing the enemy leader, Cason and his subordinates took him to a dark and isolated room nearby, where the interrogation would take place. The room was lit only by a small chandelier hanging in the center, giving it a tense feel. In one corner, there was a cold metal table, and the chair facing it was empty as if awaiting their role in this interrogation. The leader of the enemy, his face was pale. He was beginning to fear what Carson would do to him.The man, now bound and looking more tired than ever, sat with his body slightly bent. His eyes were red, and he was breathing heavily. In front of him, Cason stood with a sharp gaze. Darwis, along with several other team members, stood by the door, guarding against any interruptions during the interrogation process.Cason walked slowly around the table, his steps heavy and full of a chilling, murderous aura. He didn't say a word, just looked at the enemy leader, who seemed to be getting more and more panicked at Carson's aura."W
Cason faced the two men with his abilities. It turned out that his two opponents were stronger, and again, the two were very compact and very difficult to defeat. Without hesitation, he moved quickly, utilizing his speed and agility to dodge their attacks. His steps were measured while his two opponents worked together, trying to surround him from two directions.The big man moved first, trying to pin Cason down with big, fast steps. However, Cason was ready. He stepped back one step, nimbly dodging the man's outstretched hand. In an instant, he seized the opening, darting forward and blocking the movement of the small man who was trying to get close. Cason's movements were so fast that the little man could only be stunned for a moment, giving Cason room to go further.However, the big man did not give up. He turned around and attacked with a sharp movement, trying to hit with full force. Cason dodged quickly, just a step away from the attack. Cason's every move was meticulous, making